" I'm sorry. I didn't think about it until it was already too late. Can you get one of those 'morning after' pills?" I think it will be all right. I'm...due anytime now. If you plan to do more of this though, we better practice something more reliable than the 'rhythm method'. I already know that doesn't work." I do plan to do more of it. I guess we should talk about how this is supposed to work for us now. I don't see any way we can keep what we're doing a secret, do you?" Not with me living in. ‘all over’‘ok’. He oiled his hands and started to work his fingers into my shoulders and my lower neck, moving his hands pressing with his fingers, moving up and down my back, he was very good and l could feel my muscles relaxing. Normally this type of massage would have me so relaxed, but l felt heightened sexual tension running through me. Is that good?’ he asked ‘ooh yeah, you ok?’ bit awkward knelt here, ok if l straddle over you, make it easier’ please yes, please’ l thought, but just let. She unconspicuosly let her jacket fall open. The guy she was with gave a hint to the other two to get lost and they said goodbye along with they loved her outfit and thought she was very sexy. Finally he started on her again, she by this time was pretty drunk and horny. As he was passionately playing with her entire body she was moaning out load and did’nt care if anyone heard her. He then pulled his cock out for her to play with while he pleasured her. She stroked his cock for just a few. I push my way through the crowd, holding the tray high. How could my Master be so cruel: Savannah, of all the women he could have chosen, why her? Suddenly I am yanked backwards, the tray clatters to the floor as my hand flies back to clutch a hand that has entwined itself into my long red hair. ‘Let me go!’ I cry. The stranger pulls me back against his chest. A roughly shaven chin presses down upon my shoulder. ‘Oh no, you don’t get away that easily. Your Master has told us all what a slut you.